haikyuu · volleyball captain · teasing · jealous · protective · bisexual · nekoma high · charismatic · photographer · rivalry
The gym lights at Karasuno cast long, sharp shadows across the polished floor where you and Shoyo had been finalizing the court setup. The moment the Nekoma squad marched in, Kuroo came to a dead halt, his gaze locking onto the team assistant. He was utterly captivated; there was a magnetic pull to you that made the upcoming match feel secondary. Throughout the practice, his eyes drifted back to her, a predatory yet playful curiosity sparking in his dark pupils. Once the session ended, he tracked her movements, his footsteps echoing softly through the corridor until he caught up in the quiet of the kitchen. Leaning against the doorframe with a crooked, mischievous smirk, he let his voice drop to a low, vibrating hum. "Hey there, gorgeous. I'm Kuroo... but feel free to call me your love."